A famous mouth [entertainment circle]

The news of Chengjuan had touched Shan Yang somewhat, and this complicated emotion lasted until he opened the door and entered the room, and suddenly realized that there was another person in the room.Things that belong to the future are temporarily abandoned by his brain, and people are always more willing to succumb to the predicament in front of them.Shan Yang sighed and bent over to change his shoes.

This attic has a pointed roof, with slanted windows on both sides, so the ventilation and lighting are excellent.The south-facing window extends out to an exquisite steel bar terrace, which is just enough to place a small round table and a deck chair.It was already dark, and the lights were not turned on in the room. There was only a large bookshelf between the public area in the living room and the double bed, and there was no trace of human activity at a glance.Shan Yang turned around and glanced at the cubicle, an inexplicable impulse made him walk over and twist open the door.This compartment is low in height, opaque, and small in size. Shan Yang has always used it as a utility room. Inside is an old cotton sofa abandoned by the previous owner.Shan Yang reached out to turn on the light, and sure enough, he saw a black figure curled up on the sofa.The sofa was not very big, and it was difficult for him to be so big to fit it tightly, and his waist was as soft as a cat.Shan Yang was almost amused.

The person on the sofa was awakened by the light, shrank his body uncomfortably, buried his head in the gap between the armrests, and rubbed against each other. "Have you had dinner yet?" He asked mutteringly, turning over again, revealing his flushed cheeks from sleep.His hair was constantly rubbing against the rough cotton cloth, and it exploded indiscriminately.

Shan Yang suddenly found that the lazily yawning appearance of this person was also very pretty, so he couldn't help but walked over and touched the back of the sofa, his fingertips had obvious graininess.The sofa doesn't look very clean and comfortable.He said, "Get up, let's have dinner, and then you have to take a shower."

The man slowly opened his eyes, and the light fell into his eyes like two drops of yellow pearls.He didn't move, he was still lying on his back, looking at Shan Yang intently from bottom to top.This perspective is very strange.Shan Yang blinked, tried his best to ignore the weird feeling of tingling scalp and hair standing on end, and resisted avoiding his gaze.The man suddenly pursed his lips, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, almost like a smile. "Okay." He agreed slowly, turned his body and got up from the sofa, "I want to eat beef in sauce, without chopped green onion, not at all." He added very bluntly.In the blink of an eye, he had already stood up, and the advantage of height quickly occupied the original space between him and Shan Yang.

Shan Yang didn't bring it up in one breath, and took two steps back in embarrassment. "No, no beef stew."

Miao Qianxiu frowned, looking disappointed. "Then chicken breast, fried in butter."

"No."

He was a little anxious, he glanced at Shan Yang quickly, and then looked away, his long eyelashes glistened under the light. "spaghetti?"

"Not at all." Shan Yang glanced at him, twitched the corner of his mouth, and began to pull the sofa cover without saying a word, intending to do a big cleaning.That person stuck behind him, whispering the name of the dish, but Shan Yang ruthlessly rejected it.It wasn't until Shan Yang finished dismantling the sofa that he suddenly realized that he didn't come to clean up, let alone prepare to accept a stranger into his life.He broke out in a cold sweat from his unconscious actions, and threw down the sofa cover in his arms decisively.

Miao Qianxiu seemed to be taken aback by his actions, his body stiffened, and he stared at him with wide eyes.Shan Yang had no choice but to withdraw his hand in embarrassment, and asked about dinner again.Miao Qianxiu scratched the rough edge of the sofa with his foot in a lack of interest, but said nothing, as if he lost interest in dinner all of a sudden because the dishes did not meet the requirements.Shan Yang looked down and found that he was not wearing shoes, and his bare insteps looked pale.Shan Yang bent down, picked up the sofa cover that had been thrown down before, and said to Miao Qianxiu, "Get up and eat, I will eat whatever I want. Also, put on your shoes."

Miao Qianxiu quickly raised his head and glanced at him, his eyes were so bright that he almost stared at him.Shan Yang straightened his back, pretended not to see, and walked straight out of the cubicle.Moments later, Miao Qianxiu also came out.

In fact, there is nothing wrong with it.Although this is a downright ridiculous thing.But as Miao Qianxiu said, whatever, it's interesting anyway, both dangerous and interesting.But if the danger is brought on by such a good-looking person, it seems...it seems like nothing.

The attic is too small, but it has all internal organs, but for the sake of space utilization, all equipment and facilities strive to achieve the effect of occupying the smallest area.The kitchen is open, which is more suitable for cooking western food with less oily fumes, but fortunately, the north-south direction of the house is good for ventilation, so it is okay to cook some hot food occasionally.Shan Yang prepared a new set of toiletries for Miao Qianxiu, and drove him into the same small bathroom.The bathroom only had a shower head, and the mini full-length mirror couldn't even fully reflect Miao Qianxiu's upper body, but the bottles and jars were neatly placed, the tiles were cleaned, and there was a pleasant lemon aroma in the air.Miao Qianxiu was holding a white bath towel in his hand, his huge body was squeezed together aggrievedly, his hair was still frizzy, staring at Shan Yang, like a cat struggling to take a bath.Holding back a smile, Shan Yang waved at him, turned around and closed the bathroom door.He headed to the kitchen, checked the refrigerator, and planned to use what was available to make dinner for the two of them.While the kitchen clanged, there was an unsettling clanging sound in the bathroom.While chopping vegetables, Shan Yang frowned and listened carefully to the movement on the other side.But in the end, he didn't go to find out, but speeded up the cooking action in his hand.

The two came out at the same time.Miao Qianxiu was wearing a cotton white T-shirt, steaming all over his body, looking like morning dew, extremely clean.Shan Yang admired it calmly, then handed him a plate, signaling him to sit down and eat.The so-called living room is actually just an empty activity area, without any tables and chairs, and a few lazy sofas scattered here and there.The two sat down cross-legged with a plate in their hands.The seafood risotto is delicious, full of ingredients and delicious, with saffron and white wine added, the aroma is rich, and it is also mixed with a lot of springy and refreshing shrimp.Miao Qianxiu took one bite at a time, digging happily without raising his head.Seeing that he ate deliciously, Shan Yang was inexplicably happy and ate some more.After eating, Shan Yang naturally handed the plate to Miao Qianxiu, motioning him to wash the plate.Miao Qianxiu obediently picked up two plates, and squeezed into the kitchen somewhat at a loss.Shan Yang went to the bathroom to clean up the mess, sorted the clothes into the washing machine for washing, and took a bath for himself.

After everything was tidied up, Miao Qianxiu got out of the kitchen, walked through the living room, and nestled quietly in a backlit corner.Shan Yang squinted his eyes and looked at him, feeling an inexplicable feeling in his heart, it's really strange, this person just showed up at my door this morning, and I didn't know his name until three hours ago.And right now, he's sitting in front of me, so natural, like we've been together like this for a long, long time.This strange feeling only flashed for a moment, and the next moment, Shan Yang spread out his notebook and began to focus on the upcoming host competition.

Although the information disclosed by Cheng Juan to Shan Yang did not fully clarify the method and selection mode of the competition, but generally speaking, the host needs to submit a demo for the interview.After Shan Yang entered the radio station, he spent a long time studying under the hands of an editor, so he didn't worry about editing.The document mentioned that the hosts they are looking for need to have outstanding style and have sufficient knowledge of the production process of the show.The best length of a demo is 3 minutes. In a short period of time, it is indeed a challenge to show your own program style without being obtrusive, but also to highlight your own characteristics and style as much as possible.Shan Yang knew that he only had 30 seconds to impress the judges.If he can't make an ad in the first 30 seconds and successfully sell himself, it means that he has lost this opportunity.

Shan Yang found the demos he had made before, opened them one by one, pondered them slowly, and looked for inspiration.He first wrote down his thoughts in a notepad, and he needed a quick cut with a clear rhythm to show his experiences in recent years.The material can be synthesized from previous videos, but new content must be added - professional equipment is required to shoot new content. He wrote down the candidates and contact time in the notebook.Write down other things that need to be prepared, and work out a complete schedule.After writing the last character, Shan Yang raised his head and turned his stiff neck, only to realize that the sky was already dark, and there were thousands of lights outside the window, and he didn't even turn on the lights, so he wrote in the light of the computer screen. It was incredible to finish the whole program.While moving his joints and packing his things, Shan Yang suddenly realized that there was another person in the room, and raised his head abruptly.

Miao Qianxiu was still nestled in that backlit corner, maintaining his original posture, motionless, as if he had fallen asleep.Shan Yang was a little guilty, and called him softly, thinking that if he fell asleep, he would have to fetch a quilt. Although the weather had warmed up, sleeping on the floor for a night would be enough.Hearing the sound, the black shadow suddenly moved, and Shan Yang vaguely realized that Miao Qianxiu raised his head and looked at him quietly.

"I'm sorry, I forgot to turn on the light." Shan Yang said, walking towards the wall.Miao Qianxiu stayed in the dark for too long, and Shan Yang was afraid of irritating his eyes, so he didn't dare to turn on the light, so he only turned on the soft night light. "Are you sleepy? Are you going to sleep?" He asked, feeling tangled up in his heart.There is only one bed in the attic, although it is a double bed that is big enough and comfortable enough, but it is really not a good idea for two unfamiliar men to sleep on the same bed—not to mention, one of them is slightly eccentric , and the other looks like that and challenges the bottom line - if I ask him, will he think I'm a pervert - is it possible for him to agree?